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And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the
Me of Me
I'm on a cul de sac
And I gotta go back
So come on feet
We're gonna hit the streets
We've got it made
I'm looking for trade
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
I need it now.
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
And were gonna get it somehow.
I'm on a dead end street
I'm like a dog in heat
I'm like a kid with no toys
I wanna get those boys
Oooh I can't delay
I'm looking for trade.
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
Oh were all living like there's no tomorrow
And the way things are going that's probably true
But without you and me sis
The world would fall to pieces
Vena Cava whos the raver?
Our raving savior that's you
I'm on a primrose path
I'm looking for a little laugh
Remember its no fun
To be the chosen one.
There are games to be played
Looking for trade.
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
I need it now.
Ohhh! I need some young blood
I need some young blood
And I'm gonna get it somehow.
I'm looking for trade.